I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

After turning the Qi family to their side, Mingxuan learned a new way of brainwashing and began to try to persuade their direct descendants as well.

But he had his own ideas. He planned to steal the talismans from the treasure vault directly. The Moon Clean Sect had no shortage of talisman cultivators. It didn't matter whether there were talisman cultivators or not. Getting the talismans was the most important thing.

"Brother!" Mingxuan saw the other person's eyes light up.

This person was one of the few normal people he had met in the Ming family. The other person had a good personality. When Ming Xuan was young and didn't know any better, he used to call him "brother". Now he happily called him that too.

The other person glanced over indifferently, "Ming Xuan."

"How did you get back from the sect?" The man pinched the bridge of his nose. "And how did you get in? Did you deliver your visiting card so late at night?"

He immediately began with familiar words of comfort.

Mingxuan shrugged, speaking with an air of self-righteousness: "I snuck in."

Ming's eldest brother stared at him for a few seconds, seemingly lost in thought: "You're more lively than before. You even dared to sneak into the house."

So why does this person act like a thief when entering their own home?

The eldest brother of the Ming family was silent for a moment, thinking that this person wouldn't come without a reason, and asked, "What do you want?"

Mingxuan's peach blossom eyes lit up as he climbed the ladder. "Could you do me a favor, brother? Steal the key to my father's treasure vault for me. I'll never forget your help after it's done!"

Don't tell me, really don't tell me.

After the deed was done, Mingxuan did not forget his contribution. From then on, he went to the Ming family's confinement room every day to deliver food to his brother.

Of course, this is something.

After Ye Qiao and the people from Yueqing Sect reunited, they rushed to their respective sects to provide support. Adhering to the principle of saving those closest to them first, they discussed and decided to go to the location of Changming Sect together.

The scene was one of utter devastation. Some weaker cultivators huddled within the formation, looking panicked and still reeling from the demon race's attack.

The shops along the street were all destroyed, and the corpses of monsters were scattered everywhere on the ground. Song Hansheng looked at the dried bloodstains on the ground, pursed his lips, and said, "We need to find the location of the elders."

Since the jade slip could not be used to contact them, Song Hansheng pondered for a moment, "We can use incantations to find their location."

Ye Qiao watched as he asked for the items given to him by Elder Duan Yu and the others, and then actually drew a forbidden spell to indicate the location. She couldn't help but marvel, "I didn't expect you to actually have some skills, Song Hansheng!"

Song Hansheng: "Don't make me sound like a good-for-nothing like Yun Que!"

Ye Qiao: "Oh right, right, let's go quickly."

The two groups split up and headed to different places to provide support. Along the way, they encountered some bloody scenes that they dared not look at. The demons devoured living cultivators, and the ground was littered with corpses. The two who arrived late became more and more silent. When the atmosphere finally became a little more lively, Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng tacitly avoided mentioning what they had seen.

……

The outside world was in complete chaos. All the direct disciples had fled to the land of inheritance, and the inner disciples had been transferred to other small cities to help resist the turmoil caused by the demon race. Even with several hundred inner disciples, a sect still did not have enough manpower.

"What did the Eight Great Families say?" Elder Duan looked at the city that had almost fallen before him, his sword-wielding motion not stopping, not daring to relax for even a moment, for fear that if he was too slow, someone else would lose their life.

"The eight great families absolutely refused to lend anyone." Another elder, with a cold expression, made a sword gesture to clear a path for the other party: "Later, perhaps out of consideration for face, they lent us a few people as a token gesture. Most of them were at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, and some were even at the Foundation Establishment stage."

Coming here to a Foundation Establishment cultivator is practically suicide, especially with the demon race launching a massive attack. They'd be more of a hindrance than a help.

Almost all the sword cultivators from the five sects were sent to deal with this group of great demons. Only with the elders guarding the area were they able to barely control the situation.

Some smaller cities were directly crushed by the demon race.

The group of inner disciples who worried them the most had suffered countless serious injuries within a month, and they had to arrange for these children to retreat first.

But these powerful demons showed no intention of letting them leave. They had already tested them and found that the two sword cultivator elders were very strong, and more than a dozen demon kings had been sent out.

It shows a trend of encirclement and suppression.

They could choose to abandon these disciples, as long as they weren't burdened by them. Escaping would be incredibly easy.

To them, humans are nothing more than food on a plate.

Elder Duan had known from the beginning that the demon race was eager to make a move, seemingly stirring up trouble with the demon race, but the sudden appearance of these demon kings took him by surprise. Their sheer number caught everyone off guard.

The two elders could protect themselves and could easily kill the group of demon kings in one go. What makes them hesitant to act now is that the demon kings have gained sentience and know how to capture a few cultivators as cover to blackmail them.

Duan Yu sneered, waved the Qingfeng Technique, and instantly appeared behind one of the demon kings. He created a hurricane centered on his sword, severing the demon king's limbs. He quickly lunged to save one of his disciples and then retreated.

A misty haze enveloped them, and the Demon King let out a sharp laugh. "So this is how blatant the weakness of this group of righteous cultivators is—they're just weaklings. Once we capture them, even the two most powerful sword cultivators will be doomed!"

There were too many demon kings, and Duan Yu and his companions had disciples to protect, but they couldn't abandon the cultivators they were holding, so the situation remained deadlocked.